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Walking slowly, Nakamura Masahiro subconsciously took a few glances at Miyakoshi Aimi, especially her bulging chest, which had a sizable bulge. Even under the cover of a yukata, it was a little conspicuous.

posture.

Originally, Nakamura Masahiro thought that Miyagoshi Aimi was a little older than him. After all, Miyagoshi Aimi was already working, and her figure was relatively mature, so she didn't look like a student.
But I never expected that Miyakoshi Aimi was actually a student. By the way, can a student's body develop to this extent? It is obvious that students in Japan grew up drinking milk, and there seems to be nothing special about it.

.Is it possible that Masahiro Nakamura made a mistake?

With a change of thought, Nakamura Masahiro recalled the many photo idols in Japan's domestic entertainment industry. When they debuted, most of them were in their teens, but their hot bodies were not inferior to those of adults, and they did not know how fast they were growing.

Is it reasonable?

Uh, existence is reasonable, how can unreasonable exist? Thinking about this, Masahiro Nakamura actually felt a dry mouth. He didn’t know what was going on, but since he became a local aborigine, his mentality has changed.

I've maintained it fairly well, but my concentration is really a bit weak.

When I was involved in the domestic film and television industry, although I adhered to the concept of keeping myself clean, I was also well-informed in the industry, and my various experiences were comparable to those of a veteran. I can't say that I am calm, but I still belong to the category.

You are a relatively calm person, why are you so easily agitated now?

Shaking his head and trying hard to put away the messy thoughts, Nakamura Masahiro picked up the takoyaki that had cooled down and swallowed it in one gulp. After a while, under the voracious attack, the takoyaki in his hand was cleanly eaten by him.

It’s solved.

"In this case, your commute must be very troublesome, right?"

Noticing Miyagoshi Aimi looking over, Nakamura Masahiro tried his best to stay calm and tried to divert the girl's attention. Although he didn't do anything and just glanced a few times, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

Feeling.

"It's okay, it won't matter if you get used to it."

Miyakoshi Aimi glanced at Nakamura Masahiro. She felt that the other person seemed a little weird, but she didn't know what the problem was. She could only suppress the doubts in her heart, let out a long sigh, and pouted, looking helpless.

He said in a tone of voice: "After all, there is nothing we can do about it."

Nomi is located in the southern Kaga region, about 20 kilometers away from Kanazawa. Although it is not very far, it is more than half an hour's drive at least. If you have to go back and forth, it is actually quite annoying. However, Miyakoshi loves beauty.

There is no way, who can’t compare to Kanazawa?

"That's true, unless Nomi's economy can surpass Kanazawa."

Although they are also located in the remote Hokuriku region, Kanazawa is where the county office is stationed and is the so-called Central Core City, which naturally suppresses other nearby places. Not to mention anything else, Kanazawa Hikari has a population of four

There are more than 100,000 people, while Nengmei only has more than 40,000 people. The gap is huge and there is no comparison at all.

"By the way, the buses have almost stopped running now. How do you go back?"

This question suddenly flashed in his mind, and Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but ask Miyagoshi Aimi. If it were in big cities like Tokyo and Osaka, there would be no need to consider the problem of bus suspension. It is said that a 24-hour operation system is already being considered.

.But let’s not talk about the remote Hokuriku region.

"I plan to stay at a friend's house tonight and go back early tomorrow morning."

Without the slightest hesitation, Miyakoshi Aimi responded immediately. Obviously, she had considered this issue in advance and made corresponding preparations. After all, normal people would not let themselves live on the streets.<

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Leaving the prosperous commercial district of Motoji Town, the bustling crowds disappeared, and the noisy noise gradually faded away. The colorful neon lights seemed to have lost their power, and only a few scattered ones were still working.

Uh, I have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

There were only a few pedestrians on the street, and the occasional vehicles passing by were quiet, as if lifeless. The dim street lights were as bright as ever, shining on Nakamura Masahiro and Miyakoshi Aimi, making their shadows grow long.
"Well, let's stop here. My friend is in the other direction. Goodbye."

At a fork in the road, Miyakoshi Aimi stopped and took the initiative to say goodbye to Nakamura Masahiro. Then, she turned to look at Mihui, who was eating silently all the way, and greeted with a bright smile: "Mihui,

Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

She hadn't finished eating the meat skewers in her hand, and Meihui still had a piece in her mouth. Her cheeks were slightly bulging, and the corners of her mouth were full of greasy marks. Facing Miyagoe Aimei's farewell, she blinked in confusion and opened her mouth.

He responded vaguely with difficulty.

"Miyagoesang, goodbye."

Pursing his lips, Nakamura Masahiro waved his hands and uttered words of farewell. He didn't know what was going on, but looking at Miyagoshi Aimi's figure slowly walking away, he felt an inexplicable feeling of melancholy in his heart.

Love.

Well, maybe I am a little too pretentious? Life is often like a fork in the road. Even if we walk side by side, when we reach the place where we are destined to separate, we still cannot avoid the cliché separation.

Just like trams running on the track, after occasionally intersecting for a short time, they will still run to different distances. Perhaps, there will still be a chance to see each other again in the future. After all, who can predict the future?<

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Being sentimental is not a good habit. Nakamura Masahiro breathed a long sigh of relief and put the unnecessary thoughts behind him. He greeted Meihui, then turned around and walked slowly towards the other road at the fork in the road.

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"Nakamura-san, wait a moment."

Before I had taken a few steps, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me. It was Miyakoshi Aimi just now. I don’t know why she called Nakamura Masahiro. Could it be that there was something she forgot to mention?

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Subconsciously stopping, Nakamura Masahiro looked back with curiosity. He saw Miyakoshi Aimei, who had already walked away, walking quickly towards him.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

The expression on his face was very confused, and Nakamura Masahiro's inquiring eyes looked back and forth on the girl. Although he made some speculations in his heart, he did not have the slightest clue, so all his efforts were in vain.

"That, that..."

As he got closer, with the bright light, Nakamura Masahiro noticed that Miyagoshi Aimi was a little nervous, and her drooping little face was full of tangles. After a while, she seemed to have made some kind of determination, and said in a firm tone:

"Nakamura-san, can I exchange phone numbers with you?"

"Huh? Phone number?"

Stunned for a moment, Nakamura Masahiro didn't react for a moment. Looking at Miyagoshi Aimi, he couldn't help but wonder: Did Miyagoshi Aimi say something wrong? Or was his vision and hearing hallucination?

Although he has not deliberately learned about it, after all, he has lived in Japan for more than a year, and Nakamura Masahiro knows something about this. According to public perception, exchanging phone numbers is a relatively sacred thing, especially

It’s for Japanese girls.

Under normal circumstances, only close relationships such as besties and friends will tell the other party your phone number. Otherwise, it is usually not disclosed to the other party easily. Therefore, once you plan to exchange phone numbers, you often

Has a special meaning.

If a boy takes the initiative to ask for a girl's phone number, it basically means that the boy is interested in the girl and intends to pursue her. If a girl takes the initiative to ask for a boy's phone number, it means trust and also

It’s just that girls are interested in boys.

"Isn't it possible? Nakamura-san...."

Miyakoshi Aimi pursed her lips, crossed her fingers nervously, and had a rather uneasy look on her face: she was expecting Nakamura Masahiro to agree to exchange phone numbers, but she was also worried that he would refuse.

"Okay, let's exchange phone numbers."

After coming back to his senses, facing Miyagoshi Aimi's longing eyes, which seemed to be shining with starlight, Nakamura Masahiro could not hesitate too much and could only agree wholeheartedly.

In fact, if he were in China, Nakamura Masahiro would not have any entanglements at all. After all, exchanging phone numbers is just a normal behavior, and everyone is accustomed to it in daily life. Whether it is work communication or interpersonal communication, who

Haven’t exchanged phone numbers yet?

But this is Japan, with very different cultures and cognitions, which makes the very common act of exchanging phone numbers have some special meanings, and Nakamura Masahiro cannot help but be cautious.

"Hey, it's really great."

After cautiously cheering, after Nakamura Masahiro reported his phone number, Miyakoshi Aimi happily dialed his number. Then, she held up the mobile phone in her hand towards Nakamura Masahiro and said with a bright smile:

"Mr. Yahong, my phone number is also here. Please contact me more in the future."

"Well, I'll contact you more in the future."

Good guy, Nakamura-san turned into Masahiro-kun in one fell swoop. Although it was just a small change in name, it also meant that the relationship between the two began to transcend and develop into a closer relationship. As for what the specific relationship will be in the future, it is difficult to say.

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Watching Miyagoshi Aimi's leaving figure gradually go away, and then slowly disappearing into the night, Nakamura Masahiro withdrew his sight, called the invisible Mihui beside him, and started on his way home again.

Alas, I don’t know how to treat Gong Yue’s love for beauty. It’s impossible to say that I don’t have any feelings for Gong Yue’s love for beauty. After all, girls are beautiful and have good figures, even though they are a little younger. But if you say

If you like it, it seems that it's really out of the question at the moment. It's probably just a matter of interest. Well, this is probably a common problem among ordinary people.